An interstellar pirate group from a certain American comic

Early the next morning, as the sun was still rising, two motorcycles drove into the repair shop one after another. net

"Good morning, Old Chen."

"Haha, morning. Let's work harder today and repair Shitou's tractor. Then we can go to Shimen Town next door to do maintenance for them. The farming season is coming soon and our time is limited."

"It's a pity that the little boss is still addicted to games. If he could come down to help, we could have finished it yesterday."

"Forget it, you said it, the little boss just has this kind of hobby, it's better than eating, drinking, gambling, etc. If you get involved in those things, maybe the factory will be gone, and we will have to find a place to go."

"That's true." Xiao Liu thought for a while and stopped being depressed. He went up to help open the door of the factory.

"Hey, Lao Chen, look, what's wrong with this tractor?" Before he could finish his words, Xiao Liu rushed to the tractor. He remembered clearly that when he left last night, the engine hood of this tractor was still open. How come all night? When I came back, the lid of the machine was closed.

Wow.

Xiao Liu quickly opened the engine cover, but was even more surprised, because the engine they had repaired half of yesterday was just inside, and it was also clean.

"This is the snail girl coming"

"Bah, have you ever seen a snail girl who knows how to repair a tractor? The little boss must have done it last night." Old Chen looked up with a smile, only to hear a snoring sound coming from upstairs.

"The little boss has changed his gender"

"Haha, how do you know this is not the nature of a small boss?" Lao Chen smiled and looked at the lathe over there. A pile of newly made parts were piled on top, which seemed to be a metal backpack. In this scene, It reminded him of when the little boss was young, when his own motorcycle crashed. Before building a motorcycle, his favorite thing to do was to repair things first, and he called it a back-up job.

Silence fell asleep on the second floor until he was awakened by hunger at noon. He climbed out of bed in a daze and found a piece of paper on the table: "Little boss, Xiao Liu and I went to Shimen Town for lunch. Put it in the pot and you can eat it when it’s hot."

Lifting the lid of the pot, the two cages were neatly placed in the pot. Lao Chen also thoughtfully helped him add water, which made Shen Mo couldn't help but smile knowingly.

After eating the buns, Shen Mo put on the game helmet again. After studying all night last night, he had a deeper understanding of the repair backpack in the game.

laugh.

The white smoke dissipated, and St. Jesse climbed out of the culture tank again. This time, the culture room was much more lively. People kept crawling out of the culture tank, and some people walked in from the outside and just climbed into the culture tank. The player who came out laughed loudly. It seemed that he was an unlucky guy who had just been resurrected. Looking at this scene, the corners of Saint Jesse's mouth turned up slightly. He liked this kind of game environment full of life.

"Oh, isn't this Boss Jesse? Nice to meet you. 35xs" A player next to Saint Jesse saw his name, his eyes lit up, and he immediately waved to him and said hello.

"Uh, hello." Saint Jesse smiled awkwardly, looking at his name Zhuge Liangjian, he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

Fortunately, Zhuge Liangjian didn't mean to have a deep conversation with him. He said hello and pulled the newly resurrected Xiahou Quankeng out. However, when he saw Saint Jesse, Xiahou Quankeng also looked surprised.

What's going on? Saint Jesse touched his face. He was meeting a fan. But there were so many new second-test players yesterday, and no one took him seriously.

"Here, isn't this Mr. Saint Jesse? How do you have such a brain? You are so awesome. By the way, are you accepting a disciple? Although I am just an ordinary second test player, I am honest, reliable, hard-working and brave. I will never disgrace your reputation."

As soon as he walked to the door of the training room, a figure suddenly jumped out from the side, grabbed St. Jesse's hand, and kept talking for a long time. St. Jesse looked at the long name in front of him. A player like Centipede looked confused. He heard two meanings in this long paragraph. First, he was very good. Second, this guy wanted to become a disciple.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I just got online and I don't know anything yet. Otherwise, I'll come back to you later when I figure it out." St. Jesse, who took half a minute to figure out the other person's name, declined politely. I really don’t understand what’s going on, and this player who said “the whole forest was calling my name Alsace Remont when I was born” seems so unreliable no matter how you look at it.

"Hey, Jesse, you're finally online." At this moment, a familiar voice came from a distance. Saint Jesse turned around and saw that it was the Immortal Swarm.

"Holy crap, who is this? His name is like a long insect." After getting closer, the insect swarm was also startled by Raymond's name, and asked St. Jesse in surprise.

"This is also the first time I've seen him. He insists on becoming a disciple of me. I don't know what the situation is."

"Apprenticeship hahahaha, yes, brother, move fast enough, the apprenticeship function is not turned on in this game, you are developing it yourself." Looking at Saint Jesse's confused look and Raymond's embarrassed expression , the insects laughed, he obviously understood what was going on.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Haha, okay, look next to the map to see if there is a new email."

After being reminded by the insect swarm, Saint Jesse noticed that there was really a small envelope-shaped pattern next to the small map in his field of vision.

He opened the envelope with his consciousness, and a transparent letter immediately appeared in front of him.

Hello, dear player Saint Jesse: Since the automatic repair backpack for robot equipment you designed has been officially adopted, you will now be given the reward you deserve: 200 reward points, the right to name the automatic repair backpack, and the name will be left permanently. Bonus in the description of this equipment.

"Ah, my design was adopted"

"Yes, as soon as I logged into the game early in the morning, there was a server-wide announcement. Your development skills are good, and your design can be directly adopted by such a hard-core official, and you can become a rich man because of it. Moreover, not only will you be directly rewarded with 200 this time If you give me some bonus points, you can also leave your name on the game props. You can be regarded as leaving your name in history." Zhongsqun said enviously.

"Hey, luck, just luck." St. Jesse was also a little embarrassed. After playing games for so many years, it was the first time that he felt like everyone was watching him.

"Okay, hurry up and name the equipment, otherwise we won't be able to buy it."

"Okay." St. Jesse quickly opened the system store and found the column of healing items. Sure enough, the repair backpack he designed yesterday was there, and there was an exclamation mark on the image.

He clicked on the exclamation mark and popped out a dialog box that read: Please enter the prop prefix name

Saint Jesse thought about it and decided to name it with the initials of his real name, so he typed two letters with his mind:

St. Jesse is confused, why are there two asterisks?

Please enter a harmonious term.

Damn, he finally understood that his real name is Silence, and his initials are:

He had no choice but to enter the initials of the game name: sjx

Then, the backpack immediately changed its state:

The sjx automatic repair backpack was independently developed by the player Saint Jesse. It can be plugged into the robot and can automatically repair the damage to the robot's body at a slow speed.

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